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realityshifted2008-10-23 10:31 pm
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[Everyone remembers Crowley's white leather couch, right? Cause here it is again, with a rumpled blanket on top of it. It looks sort of like someone's been sleeping on it. That someone, presumably, being Crowley himself, who's just shown up with the couch in a plain white t-shirt and black silk boxers, sans sunglasses and with bed-rumpled hair.]
[...and really big black feathered wings coming out of his shoulder blades. The shirt's torn on the back pretty badly.]
[Crowley looks...confused. Concerned? Whichever it is, he's sort of turning in circles at the moment, almost like a cat chasing its tail. After a moment of this he gives up and falls back on the couch, dropping his face into his hands.]
...bugger.
[...and really big black feathered wings coming out of his shoulder blades. The shirt's torn on the back pretty badly.]
[Crowley looks...confused. Concerned? Whichever it is, he's sort of turning in circles at the moment, almost like a cat chasing its tail. After a moment of this he gives up and falls back on the couch, dropping his face into his hands.]
...bugger.

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I'll resist the temptation, somehow.
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Look who you're talking to, angel.
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Right. This morning, was it?
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Just can't seem to make them disappear. And you?
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Even if I still don't find the appeal of sleep, its a good place to read.
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Thanks, but I can't just leave Henrietta alone in the flat.
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Of course. You wouldn't need a bed otherwise.
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You'll be opening the shop even less than usual now, I take it.
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At all, really.
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It's got to be like a dream come true for you, then.
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It'll be quite troublesome moving around the shop like this.
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